It occurs to me I haven’t really talked much about Florence since I got here, having a bunch of other stuff going on (or having just gone on) that needs to also be blogged about. So…Florence. I’m in love! It’s absolutely amazing. I love the way that the simplest things are so enchanting. Two people stop to talk to each other on a sidewalk and it’s inexplicably captivating. There are shops here that are little more than a musty room full of stuff you’re sure will never sell or be seen by most people, but they still exist and still somehow give a sense of purpose (and a livelihood) to some little old Florentine. Also I think the light works in mysterious magical ways here in Florence. Around every corner is a vista – there are no simple “streets” here – the shadows are too impressive for simple streets. I keep running around yelling “Marcello!” to no one in particular and wondering why the whole world doesn’t work this way.